Today i went to the lake. the same lake. that beautiful
bright lake. I came closer, dipper into the lake and i saw
this fairie. little, beautiful and seems kinda nice fairie.
It's nice to talk to someone new. I wanted to say hello, but
when i came closer i saw she was crying. Do you know what
it's like to see a crying fairie? It's sad. The most
beautiful and kind. Crying.
I asked her :" Why are you crying little one? can i help?"
She looked at me for a second. Her eyes were tired and red.
She didn't answer, and returned to her sobbing. I didn't
wanna bother her, so i kept walking along the lake. That
fairie didn't leave my mind. I always thought nothing bad
could happen to fairies. The next day i came back to the
lake. I didn't see nobody, so i kept walking. Suddenly, i
saw something bright on the rock in the middle of the lake.
I was curious, so i swimmed to it. I claimed up the big
rock. Than i saw it. The most horrible sight i have ever
seen. The crying fairie, dead.
With blood. Have you ever seen a fairie's blood? It's not
red. It's like this shining dust. After i calmed down a
little bit, i noticed something. The fairie, she was
smiling. A dead fairie, who probably killed herself, with a
smile. You don't see that every day. from that moment on,
every day i came to the lake her body stayed on the rock.
even now, after ten years. Fairies can't get rotten. Theyr'e
too pure to rot. So her full of blood, smiling body is still
there. I didn't touch it. From some reason i thought it will
keep me safe. I just hope she's smiling up there, in heaven.